Love Earthing

Love absorbs into the soil of your heart
Demanding sun, sometimes rain
Tickled by the work of tender hands
For all that tillage
Turning them rough, hard, and dirty.
And on a very unexpected day
All the crops that have grown into a beauty
Are burnt, destroying bountiful harvest
Before you can taste the very first fruit of your desires, hopes, and dreams
Are nothing less than ashes now
Being carried off by the winds of time
Leaving behind the soil, with remnants of the roots
Which shall always be kept close and embraced
By the earth (your heart)
Which now holds the love in its secret bounds and crevices
No lover shall remain aware of which.